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You can be broken, or broken open. That choice is yours.
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about dealing with the loss of her mother
We are given these niches, small worlds of our own populated by only a handful, where we feel understood. Our bubble worlds bump into innumerable others daily, but there is so little cause to allow their integrity to be breached.
Let no stranger intrude here, no invader trespass. This was ours, and this we would defend.
The interrogation has succeeded; I am now an enemy of the state. ... I have become a violent act of reality inflicted upon the fiction of which we are both citizens. I want him to know that I understand this, that every thump of his truncheon hardens my resolve, that he has my permission.
To the disrupters go the spoils.
I gave my parole once, and it has been shamefully violated by the British Government; I shall not give another to people on whom no faith can be reposed.
So this was betrayal. It was like being left alone in the desert at dusk without water or warmth. It left your mouth dry and will broken. It sapped your tears and made you hollow.
You are caught, Sentinel.' His voice was rough.
A criminal was already lost
by lost anger and frustration.
Petra Hermans
Babaji
September 25, 2016
Amen
Did they intrude on me here? No, no one has ever intruded on me here. Elsewhere then.
Disrupt, and you will be saved.
I didn't betray you. I was used. I was set up.
Fucking break it! Break me! I'm yours to break, I'm fucking yours! Break me!
I have been beset night and day at Alton. And now, if I leave here and go elsewhere, violence may overtake me in my retreat, and I have no more claim upon the protection of any other community than I have upon this.
I have always believed it my right to have a locked door between me and the world, and to hold the key myself. Now look at it, kicked open. The doors are off their hinges, the portals unguarded, every cover blown.
This whole country's stolen.
You wanted the location of the giant ruins. I gave it to you. My end of the bargain was upheld." "I thought they were deserted! You didn't say they were still occupied." "You did not ask if they were.
Well. Who wouldn't break? I broke. You broke.'
'And we both emerged stronger.'
'We both emerged', I modified his words.
We are trespassing on your hospitality
A man's wounded pride is a violate force.
But the walls of my resolve
mortared with stubbornness
have been breached
by circumstances
I cannot handle alone.
There comes a time when deceit and defiance must be seen for what they are. At that point, a gathering danger must be directly confronted. At that point, we must show that beyond our resolutions is actual resolve.
A wrong that cannot be repaired must be transcended.
What you violate you face the consequence
The First Nations Financial Transparency Act insulted the integrity of the very people in our communities who guide our economic policy and act as our mediators with provincial and federal governments.
I won't let it happen again. I protect what's mine.
And if that weren't bad enough, the next sound he heard was a loud click.
The damned woman had locked him out. She'd taken all the food and locked him out.
"You'll pay for this!" he yelled at the door.
"Do be quiet," came the muffled reply. "I'm eating.
I stole the y, and what was yours is now ours.Stole-- Jarod Kintz
Why did you go and do that? I served you faithfully and you broke me. I never harmed you and you smashed me. I was defenseless.
Broken.
As I search for hope,
In the same eyes
I lost it.
Loyalty expanded is not loyalty betrayed!
be killed, we are lost.
Caught red-handed for exclamation abuse.
you have blown a large breach in the walls of my existence.
The violation of the inner person is the greatest territorial crime of all.
Records are made to be broken.
Today I feel more betrayed than perhaps ever before, that someone who had got to know my children, my staff and me, whom I let into my heart and told the truth, could then sacrifice the trust I placed in him and produce this terrible and unfair program.
We have all been robbed of the land we have loved for a thousand years. Do you not see that, Welshman? Can you not imagine his rage? We were not even conquered. We were deceived.
The world snapped open.
The world snapped shut.
My heart no longer felt as if it belonged to me. It now felt as it had been stolen, torn from my chest by someone who wanted no part of it.
Over and over, we are broken on the shore of life. Our stubborn egos are knocked around, and our frightened hearts are broken open - not once, and not in predictable patterns, but in surprising ways and for as long as we live.
Since September 11, security has been increased everywhere, and we have new IDs to get on to the Fox lot. I drove to the security gate, but realized I'd left my ID in my other car. I just broke into that voice - 'Hey, man, I'm Bart Simpson. Who else sounds like this?' The guard waved me through.
I meddled in things that man must leave alone
Hey!" Caleb snapped as he realized Nick was about to lock him on the outside with their attackers. He pushed the door open and glared at him. "No man left behind."
Nick scoffed. "This aint' the army, boy. It's every man for himself. Fall behind. Get eaten
shatter the foundation
A man's home is no longer his castle; it is no longer a place away from urgent tasks because the telephone breaches the walls with imperious demands.
The things that mattered
Were broken and shattered
One by one
Defeat I can endure with cheerfulness, my lady. But betrayal is like taking the wind from my sails, or the earth from beneath my feet. It chills my spirits like a rainy day, and all I can do is draw the curtains and cry into my pillow.
I had fallen out of my secure world, precipitated beyond the territories I had only begun to control so skillfully. What a foolish step to take. What an insane move to make.
Here Shock, the pride of all his kind, is laid, Who fawned like man, but ne'er like man betrayed.
Betrayal betrays the betrayer.
Are you gloating inside? That's what this is about, isn't it? Getting me to trust you so you could blow it up in my face!" [ ... ]
"I get that you're angry - ," said Patch.
"I am ripped apart!" I shouted.
failed. I'm weary - weary
You cannot break me.
We do not need to succumb to the temptation to meet such a violation with retaliation. The only way to heal this hurt is to give voice to what ails us. It is only in this way that we can keep our pain and loss from taking root inside us. It is only in this way that we have a chance for freedom.
Welcome, thou kind deceiver!
Thou best of thieves: who, with an easy key,
Dost open life, and, unperceived by us,
Even steal us from ourselves.
That would have been the worst kind of violation, to read you words uninvited.
I will be caught finally, I will be broken. Not broken, incarcerated. Her will be incarcerated in Her.
We have all been beaten! Each one has to bear his misfortune! Resign yourself!
Do not be misled by the fact that you are at liberty and relatively free; that for the moment you are not under lock and key: you have simply been granted a reprieve.
Our discontent begins by finding false villains whom we can accuse of deceiving us. Next we find false heroes whom we expect to liberate us. The hardest, most discomfiting discovery is that each of us must emancipate himself.
Betrayal is advancing myself at the expense of the one who I committed myself to advance.
I don't know what I thought I'd find by breaking in here.
Your page stands against you and says to you that you are a thief.
I was helplessly captured; and hopelessly enraptured.
I cannot well repeat how there I entered,
All is lost again,
but I'm not giving in,
I will not bow,
I will not break,
I will shut the world away
So what I was essentially doing was, I compromised the confidentiality of their proprietary software to advance my agenda of becoming the best at breaking through the lock.
we're using our freedoms to break the bonds of community, which have long held us together.
If a group of people feels that it has been humiliated and that its honour has been trampled underfoot, it will want to express its identity and this expression of an identity will take different shapes and forms.
Conned any other women out of their valuables lately ?" she says quietly, so quietly that only he will hear it.
"Nope. I've been too busy stealing handbags and seducing the vulnerable."
Her head shoots up and his eyes lock on hers. He is, she sees with some shock, as furious as she is.
Stand forth the one who did this thing
I belong to the public. The public made me. The public can break me. I owe them my life.
That is, we're into a whole new world with the Internet, and whenever we sort of cross another plateau in our development, there are those who seek to take advantage of it. So this is a replay of things that have happened throughout our history.
Utterly, irrevocably, lost
So I'd been captured? So I was starving?
Did that mean I had to shrivel up and die?
I could still slither. I could still hiss.
Nothing had been stolen from me except my freedom.
What I needed was a new plan.
Unbidden, Unwelcome, Yet unable to resist, I entered a stranger's life
It ain't no broken.
I could not believe this. I was going to be hacked to shreds to the accompaniment of applause.
You had to break, to be unbroken. In the brokenness, I had found, that which was unbroken. That which was perfect, and beautiful, and complete.
I should have forfeited my own self-respect, and perhaps the good opinion of my countrymen, if I had failed to resent such an injury by calling the offender in question to a personal account.
Stolen from someone. Like they stole everything. Occupied. I was occupied. I disappeared.
You didn't break me. You can't break something that was already broken.
Rules are meant to be broken.
The promise given was a necessity of the past: the word broken is a necessity of the present.
You haven't broken me Taker, you haven't broken me, I'm still standing.
There are levels of outrage, and there's a point at which you can't be trespassed upon anymore.
I break our connection.
In defense of our persons and properties under actual violation, we took up arms. When that violence shall be removed, when hostilities shall cease on the part of the aggressors, hostilities shall cease on our part also.
A promise broken is another promise ahead shattered!
I broke things to get attention.
As the man was bundled into an armoured police van, he turned and shouted: 'Don't waste your life following others! Be individual! Live your dreams!'
I stood there thinking. He was right. Ours is a society of followers, trapped by an island mentality.
The logistics of breaking you are easy. The only question is when."
"Right. If you could do it, you would have done it already."
"Maybe you entertain me." He says with supreme confidence as if he's in control of the situation.
"Like a monkey with an attitude and a pair of scissors.
Security, we have a jumper! Security?
What, shall one of us, That struck for the foremost man of all this world But for supporting robbers
shall we now Contaminate our fingers with base bribes, And sell the mighty space of our large honors For so much trash as may be grasped thus?
Me, getting a man to speak openly and honestly about his emotions: hacked
Some of us are Outlaws, and some Trespassers upon the very World.
The Hack is the action you take to expose, jam, complicate, disrupt, or otherwise point out the crack to the organization.
We are the breakers of our own hearts
All has been looted, betrayed, sold; black death's wing flashed ahead.